could walk steadfastly and securely on his upward path, doing the
good things in which he found his pleasure, and no longer exposed
to disgrace and penitence by the hands of this extraneous evil.
It was the curse of mankind that these incongruous faggots were
thus bound together--that in the agonised womb of consciousness,
these polar twins should be continuously struggling. How, then
were they dissociated?

I was so far in my reflections when, as I have said, a side
light began to shine upon the subject from the laboratory table.
I began to perceive more deeply than it has ever yet been stated,
the trembling immateriality, the mistlike transience, of this

behind him. Arrived before my door, he halted and set one
foot upon the step, as though about to enter; then, with a
sudden change, he turned and began to hurry away; halted a
second time, as if in painful indecision; and lastly, with a
violent gesture, wheeled about, returned straight to the
door, and rapped upon the knocker. He was almost immediately
admitted by the first arrival.

My curiosity was now broad awake. I made myself as small as
I could in the very densest of the shadow, and waited for the
sequel. Nor had I long to wait. From the same side of the
square a second young man made his appearance, walking slowly